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I grew up around booze hounds
But before I even reached the legal drinking age
I took the leap and bound
And headed off to college.
When I went away to college
I proved my mother wrong
She said you can't have your keg and drink it too-
My family sent a care package
to help me get along
A box of fake vomit, so I wouldn't feel homesick...ew.
(My Uncle Ralph on the other hand
sent a box of real vomit.)
The more I tried to make it there
The more I seemed to drink
Thus making it just like home.
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